"But I don’t think so. Young Master Mu is now being spun around by that little girl. Miss Lin must not be feeling great either, right? You and I both know that Young Master Mu’s affection for that little girl is nothing more than an overflow of sympathy and pity. After all, she saved his life. When it comes to emotions, what kind of feelings can develop in less than a month of interaction? He probably doesn’t even understand her character."
Feng Jingjing kept an eye on Lin Ruonan’s expression as she spoke, and she saw Lin Ruonan’s brows knit slightly when she reached the end of her sentence.
Feng Jingjing smiled secretly and continued, "Since Young Master Mu can’t see clearly, I can help him see. Since someone is blocking Miss Lin’s way, I can help you clear it. As long as... we are friends. I, Feng Jingjing, have always been willing to go all out for a friend."
"Sorry, Miss Feng, I don’t need anyone to go all out for me." Lin Ruonan stood up after speaking, but paused after taking a step. "The day after tomorrow is my grandfather’s seventieth birthday. If Miss Feng has time, she can come and join us. I will have someone send an invitation to Miss Feng."
After saying that, she didn’t stay any longer and walked towards the crowd.
Feng Jingjing casually picked up her wine glass, sipping the red wine lightly. The red liquid blended with her red lips in a strange, seductive way.
Lin Ruonan walked through the crowd and reached the balcony. The cold night wind blew across her cheeks, sobering her up a bit.
She didn’t know why she agreed to Feng Jingjing’s request. Perhaps, deep down, she still agreed with Feng Jingjing’s words. Mu Xingfeng was only pitying that girl and had been momentarily bewitched by her.
But reason reminded her, how could someone like Mu Xingfeng base his emotions on pity for someone? His feelings for her were different. Maybe, he was serious.
Her head throbbed painfully, yet there was no real answer for her.
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded, and a black coat was draped over her shoulders. Looking sideways, she saw Gu Haoyu’s deep, dark eyes.
"Brother," Lin Ruonan whispered softly.
Gu Haoyu’s brows knitted slightly. He had been watching her all along, seeing her lonely figure sitting in the corner, knowing it was because Mu Xingfeng hadn’t attended the party.
But what could he do? At the Blue Sea and Sky, he had heard clearly the words Mu Xingfeng said to Lin Ruonan on the balcony. He had thought she could give up, could let go, but he was wrong. How could a love that had lasted nearly twenty years be so easily abandoned?
Just like himself. If he were told to let go of these feelings, he probably wouldn’t be able to do it either.
Seeing Feng Jingjing approach her, his heart relaxed a bit. It was good that someone could talk to her. Whatever they talked about, it was better than her thinking alone.
Lin Ruonan was strong-willed. To chase Mu Xingfeng, she never saw herself as a girl. She didn’t even have any close friends. Other than the five brothers, she had no interaction with others.
Someone like her, often, many things had to be kept in her heart. No one could share her burdens.
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In this open balcony, Lin Ruonan was in her evening gown, seemingly unaffected by the cold winter night.
Hearing Lin Ruonan call him "Brother" in a faint and distant tone, his heart felt stifled.